sarren

Me - Oh, it's you. What joy do you have in store for me this month?
PMS - I thought we'd start you off with a mild headache and some neck and shoulder tension.
Me - You don't scare me. I have Dolased.
PMS - Right, well how about a little loss of interest in sex?
Me - Hello? Single? I think I'll cope. I'll just read friendship fics.
PMS *annoyed* - Sore boobs?
Me - See above.
PMS *narrows eyes* LOW SELF ESTEEM!!!
Me *cowers* *regroups* Fine! This calls for either a radical haircut or a tattoo. I haven't decided which.
PMS *rolls up sleeves*


**re: tea incident - I think I know who to blame.

So, you're getting ready to go out. You crawl across the bed in your underwear to look through the blinds to see what the weather's like and you notice you're on your hands and knees and that gets you thinking sexy thoughts and a full blown sex scene with a couple of your favourite characters pops into your head and you think ooh I must write that down and then you realise you've curled onto your side and you're not really thinking externally anymore and you snuggled down for the long haul, so to speak, and then your not too focussed gaze lands on your cat, stretching herself at the end of the bed and then suddenly you're thinking about special_trille's relationship with other people's cats and then the mood's gone.